S CRAZY) I do a verse for a sweat suit and a G (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Cause it's all in the motherfucking family (OH THAT'S CRAZY) [Chorus 3x] Man it's alright
unwrapped 'em all Just two words ***, duffle bag I just know it so well, can't help but brag Gold mouth got 10, mail man got 3 It's just yo' luck the
make that body bounce, Lovin' how you work it, I love the way you make that body bounce, Lovin' how you work it, Work it, work it (Kardinal) Bounce, twerk, Show me a little
a favour can I get it tonight? (repeat once more) {verse 3} It's like im, drownin' in a world of failure but I can't stop 'til my suits are tailored
rowdy and loud I didna??t mean to scare you With my rowdy redneck friends But I couldna??t help but notice you walk in With him In His 3 piece suit
in a police suit, a girl with a black tooth (??) Get to the money she saw him countin in the back room But it doesn't end hear, the man with the cop suit
out, D-Block shirt inside out, Hoodie on with the all black ballushies on, Jab you till your motherfuckin face is torn, (Uh-huh) Toungue is gone, (What else?) 3-piece suits
a balla, don't let them sims stall ya Slide in ya man's X5, when I call ya And let ya hair blow I'm in the Embassy Suite room 304 and don't wear nuthin
, my click, they'll beast It's goin' down where we roam in the hotel suite Old lady gone crazy, caught me rollin' out 3 I beat that pussy out her drawers
of you going down my waist Never coming up until I get you out them cups What are those? DD? You different from my last chick Moey who was a little
She got a man, but her man ain't me I'm a, M. A. C. to P I M P I'm a, show her things, and spend a little cheese, baby 'Cuz your man ain't doin' the
not folded in a roll Like a pimp When I see you bitch you betta have my dough Like a pimp Reach Back Like a pimp, slap da hoe 1 little 2 little niggas dats payin' me 3 little
wish I was A Kid Again Back In the days..... Royce Da 5 9 (Verse I) Back in the days when I was just a little niggero I looked up to my bigger bro
Aiyyo, here's a little story ghetto situation 'Bout a girl I met who had many temptations She was so fly, get high, well understood Big-ass, big brains
crew) They took my money and my credit card Now I'm poor (government snitches are paid) Momma I don't wanna sell Crack no more ( listen it gon take about 3
that at Rockets Puff lye I pay dues, that nigga with a tattoo The thin Ha (Yonkers slang), these motherfuckers gonna watch the Little Rascals When
they gon' leave you with expensive bullets Ain't non of y'all better than lox Have all of y'all dressed up in a suit dead in a box Me and my niggas
quilt I'm waiting on this fat Red Suit wearing-comparing My gifts to my homeboy next door to me A gift here, none there, but who cares My little sister
